Iron Blood Earl Riccianne

Chapter 3. Pelon White Writing Workshop (4)

“Hmm?"

Earl Phelon tilts his head without my knowledge. It was because Earl Frost, the man with the earliest silver hair, suddenly saw him leaping through the ground into thin air. It wasn't exactly air. You rush into the front of the boulder.

Are you crazy? ’

A reflective thought in my head. But the strange thing was that, contrary to that idea, an unknown anxiety was attacking him. Meanwhile, the chunk of rock has struck Lycaen, blocking his path.

And...

Kuaaaaang!

With a huge bang, a huge chunk of rock shatters and scatters its debris everywhere.

“Huff!”

A groaning comes from the mouth of Earl Pelon. He saw Lycaen, unharmed, sitting on the ground behind a shattered rock, wielding his iron bars.

“Cars, spears, rocks! ”

That's ridiculous.

The rocks were not of normal size. Moreover, the catapult was rising up into the sky and falling. The kind of force and pressure that the weight was bearing as it plummeted was not something a person could bear.

But the silver-haired man, Lycaen, smashed the rock so easily that he couldn't even feel the slightest emotion.

“No, they're coming! ”

The Master of the Knights' Termination is shouting!

Earl Pelon hurriedly raises his head and looks down at the wall.

“Ugh! What's that?! ”

At that moment, what caught his eye was a truly bizarre sight. The front of the wooden chest, which the soldiers had carried, creaked and opened, and a man poured out of it.

People who don't even wear proper armor, who don't seem to fit in this battlefield very well.

Earl Phelon's shouts, which were then poured out of the box, made him unable to hold his thoughts any longer.

“Lupes Wall! ”

Wizards, all who came out of the box, were all wizards. And the spells that came out of their mouths were the same.

As soon as the sorcerers' screams burst, a change began to take place on the outer wall of Pelon White Writing.

Something was coming up from all over the walls. From the perspective of Earl Pelon, it's as if a stone has grown in the walls.

Earl Pelon still didn't understand what it was, until he saw the stones protruding from all over the place about the size of a brick.

But next time.

Bam!

You step on the boulder with a light noise. I repeated stepping on the stone a little higher as I stepped on it.

The size of the brick in question was a stepping stone to climb over the walls.

Pow, pow!

You hear a few footsteps, and the first person leaps over the wall in an instant. Hold a steel spear in one hand and swing a silver foot.

Chapter 4. Mr. Pretty Bear (1)

“How are you? It was quick, right? ”

Caith asked with a proud expression.

“Son of a bitch……! ”

Lycaen felt blood on his forehead and showed him a smile full of life towards Caith. But I don't disagree with what he says. It was because I knew very well that it was true.

The plan is to use a wooden crate to safely move the Wizards to the Wall, so that the Wizards can set a foothold on the Wall, climb on it, and occupy the Wall.

There is no risk of being pushed away by the enemy like a ladder, and wizards also need to create a foothold to ensure safety while keeping only one foot on it. Moreover, you can get the effect of surprise because you can stab the enemy.

“Simple, effective and low-risk! ”

The smile on Lycaen's face deepens as he sees Caith laying down his own politics. And life is as thick as that dark smile.

“You really think so? ”

Caith nods, his head stiffened in Riyaen's words.

“Isn't it safe for wizards to not have to reveal themselves on the battlefield with arrows pouring out? ”

It was impossible to run through the battlefield quickly with a wooden box weighing eight men, unless it was an extreme elite soldier who could take responsibility for their safety.

“There's no risk of an enemy pushing you away like a ladder. ”

It was only possible for Elite Soldiers with the strength and courage to climb up the walls quickly without fear, using a foothold that could barely hold one foot.

“The strange sights have made our enemies more perplexed, weakened the power of ranged attacks, and reduced the damage they've done. ”

The troops moving the wooden crate spilled out, adding "as much as it decreased." If this were not a legion of legions, it would not have been half as strong as a hedgehog.

It was another operation with many constraints.

When you move a wooden crate, if the twenty soldiers who move one crate cannot keep up with their breathing perfectly, they will eventually crumble on their feet.

Since there were limited troops able to climb up the walls on foot, there must have been someone skilled enough to climb up the walls early and protect the safety of the troops behind.

In other words, this was a nonsense operation that would have been unthinkable if it wasn't for Earl Riccianne and Prokers.

But in other words, it was an operation that would hardly fail with Earl Lycaen and Earl Prokers alone.

Before the attack on the Palon, however, there were Earl Riccianne and Earl Prokers, and Caith's operation that leveraged their skills was clearly excellent. It was a stunning plan to clearly understand and utilize the characteristics of the troops they were carrying.

And Riccianne and the Earl of Prokers served their purpose, and as a result they were able to capture the Pelon masterpiece without great harm. The more we talk about it, the more depressed Ricaien gets inside.

As Lycaen's face grows strangely, Caith rolls his eyes to his left and to his right.

‘This……. If we add it here, we'll just leave it here to get revenge, right? ’

Lycaen, whom Caith saw, was surprisingly well placed. If I add it here, I was sure I would leave it here and take revenge. Then it's best to finish at this point.

“Heh heh heh heh. Anyway, thanks to you and your kids, I finished well without too much damage. Thank you so much."

But his judgment was a little, a little late.

“Huh, do you even know that? ”

There was tension on Caith's face as the chilly sensation of something flowing down his spine. And I tilted my head with a look of not knowing anything.

“Huh? What the...? ”

But it was too late to fix it.

“I didn't do much, but I don't know what to do with you standing up. ”

Caith, who clearly understood Lycaen's resolute reaction, came to regret late. But I also knew there was nothing more I could do. At this time, the first step is to get past the silver.

“Hahaha, Shylon must have Prince Linus.... Are you coming with me? ”

“Really? Let's go together. ”

Lycaen nods as if he has no intention of saying anything else. It was because I knew I didn't have to keep asking it.

“Nice to meet you, Prince. The Earl of Bren Kingdom, Riccianne Prokers. ”

Lycaen greets you with respect first. Now it's the royal family that's been destroyed, but I can't treat it lightly. I heard from Prince Breton that the royal families of the Luo Kingdom would be spared, except the king.

In case you're wondering, it's safe to get rid of all the royals. But if you eliminate all the royalty, you will plant mistrust in the nobles who have surrendered from the Kingdom of Luo to the Kingdom of Bren. After eliminating the royalty, there was a strong possibility of an unsettling psychology that it was their turn.

Such disbelief was likely to lead to a turbulence and ultimately a powerless demonstration of the Brent Kingdom. If it had just happened in the yard where we had to conquer and clean up other kingdoms, it would have only lasted a long time and had nothing to gain.

So it was much better to keep the royal family of the Luo Kingdom alive, even if it was a little dangerous, and to ensure a comfortable life instead of exile to remote islands. In the case of princesses, there was also a way to marry the rural lords of the outskirts of the kingdom.

However, they had to take the risk of creating an atmosphere of rebuilding the Luo Kingdom. And to stop it, we had to isolate it thoroughly from the outside, and overcome all the hassle of surveillance.

The only exception is King Luo. In the case of a king, we cannot let him live because he is the former king of the kingdom who started the invasion first.

“My name is Kaise Gronster. Here are the men who will take Prince Frost with them. ”

After Lycaen, Caith greeted him, and a little boy with dark brown hair opened his big eyes and stared at him with a blank expression. Then suddenly I started walking backwards, wondering what I was thinking. He looks frightened and quickly hides behind his wheelchair. Still, it seems to be a relief to see him for a little longer.

But neither Lycaen nor Caith spoke any more. I stand still, waiting for Linus to speak first.

Why aren't you saying anything? ’

Linus, who was hiding behind Shaylon's chair, tilts his round face. But I'm still scared to leave. According to my grandfather, they were very bad people.

Then I suddenly thought it was strange.

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